A sapphic riff on The Hills Have Eyes.
Somewhere out in the desert, something is watching. Unfortunately for them, it’s gay.
The hills have eyes. The gays have axes.
The Hills Have Gays
takes sun-scorched survival horror and drops it
directly into sapphic chaos—grindhouse grit,
desert danger, camp, blood, and the strong feeling
that somebody should have turned the car around
several exits ago.
The front features two battle-worn women stranded
in a brutal desert landscape beneath:
“The Hills Have Gays”
“The lucky ones come out alive.”
Turn it around and the nightmare keeps going with
a bloodied femme beneath a blazing desert sunset,
axe in hand, paired with:
“The Hills Are Alive…
With The Sound Of Sirens.”
Because apparently the hills weren’t scary enough already.
Distressed grindhouse artwork meets sapphic
survival-horror energy in a tee made for queer horror
fans, Halloween season, movie-night lesbians,
final girls with girlfriends, and anyone who likes
their horror dusty, dangerous, dramatic, and just
a little unhinged.